“Now climb to the top,” he went on, and Malone did as requested. Caven followed suit, and both hid themselves among the thick branches.
“They won't find us here,” said Malone, after ten minutes had passed.
“Don't make a noise,” whispered Caven.
After that they remained silent. From a great distance came a shouting, and the whistling of locomotives. The trees were being hauled from the car tracks. A little later they heard more whistling and then the two trains passed on their way.
“The trains have gone,” whispered Malone. “Do you think the boy got aboard one of them?”
“No, I don't,” answered his companion. “He is too determined a lad to give up so easily. He must be still looking for us.”
CHAPTER XXVIII.
FROM OUT OF A TREE.
Caven was right, Joe and his newly-made friend were still in the woods, doing their best to locate the two rascals.